Emma Lazarus

(22 July 1849 – 19 November 1887 / New York City / United States)

Emma Lazarus Poems

81. Chopin 1/3/2003
82. Influence 1/3/2003
83. A June Night 4/16/2010
84. In The Jewish Synagogue At Newport 1/3/2003
85. City Visions 1/3/2003
86. Assurance 1/3/2003
87. Marriage Bells 1/3/2003
88. Sympathy 1/3/2003
89. Age And Death 4/16/2010
90. Success 1/3/2003
91. 1492 1/3/2003
92. Life And Art 1/3/2003
93. Destiny 1/3/2003
94. Echoes 1/3/2003
95. The New Colossus 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Emma Lazarus

The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the ...

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Destiny

1856

Paris, from throats of iron, silver, brass,
Joy-thundering cannon, blent with chiming bells,
And martial strains, the full-voiced pæan swells.
The air is starred with flags, the chanted mass
Throngs all the churches, yet the broad streets swarm
With glad-eyed groups who chatter, laugh, and pass,
In holiday confusion, class with class.

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